Chapter 156

Late at night, Longcheng Administrative Hall.

The office was unusually quiet. Outside the window, the chirping of autumn insects could be heard occasionally, one after another, as they desperately performed their last aria before winter.

After a long silence, An Zecheng scrutinized Lao Li's expression and advised again, "You absolutely cannot go. The situation in Bana City is unclear. Once someone there has ulterior motives, you will be in great danger. Lao Li, think carefully. If something happens to you, not only will the administrative faction have problems, but the garrison may also change. Listen to me on this matter. Stay put and don't take any risks, no matter what."

Li Mingsheng didn't say anything, quietly taking a sip of tea. He understood that Lao An was right.

However, the matter in Bana City had to be resolved by a suitable person. This person had to have the ability to communicate smoothly with the other party, and their rank could not be low, so as to give them enough respect.

To properly handle the Bana City issue, one needed to be good at improvising and have the presence of mind to deal with emergencies.

However, Li Mingsheng thought over and over again, but couldn't think of a suitable candidate. At this critical moment, Su Tianyu was injured, and Wang Changli was gone...

It could be said that within the entire Longcheng administrative faction, these flagship figures, those with weight, were not necessarily suitable for this negotiation, and those who were suitable for negotiation were all unavailable...

In terms of military and government, there was currently only one relatively suitable candidate, Jin Maohui. But Lao Jin's personality was too straightforward and not suitable for diplomatic work.

Therefore, Li Mingsheng was worried, and even suggested that he personally go to Bana City.

An Zecheng looked at the silent Li Mingsheng and understood his difficulties. While the other was thinking, he was also thinking about suitable candidates.

After pondering for a long time, An Zecheng crossed his legs, slowly took a sip of tea, and then said, "Actually, the most suitable candidate for this matter is Bai Hongbo. It's a pity that he's still lying in the hospital, unconscious, and unable to handle this matter..."

Speaking, An Zecheng paused and looked at Lao Li, saying, "I thought about it, since there isn't a most suitable candidate, why not try to have two people work together on this matter."

Li Mingsheng raised his head and asked, "Who?"

An Zecheng proposed his carefully considered candidates: "Fei Pingsheng and Jin Maohui as a team, what do you think?"

Li Mingsheng pondered for a moment, about to say something.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The office door was suddenly knocked on. Li Mingsheng turned his head and said, "Enter!"

"Creak—"

Li Yuan pushed the door open and entered, saying with some urgency, "The hospital has some movement..."

...

At the same time, the garrison headquarters.

Tan Hengqiang was sitting in his office, wearing a pair of reading glasses, buried in paperwork.

Recently, the entire garrison had also been extremely busy. Tan Hengqiang had hardly left the office, eating and living here, and even sleeping very little, spending a lot of time working every day.

The headquarters office was almost always occupied, with people coming to report on their work at any time.

This included the mobilization of resources for the entire army, the allocation and supply of military equipment, the logistics department's statistical data on the army, and the estimated consumption figures for troops and materials in the event of war.

A large amount of information was constantly being gathered here by Tan Hengqiang, and the matter was very heavy.

Finally, Lao Tan finished processing the current batch of work and took a moment to rest. He took off his reading glasses, walked to the window, looked at the night outside, and took a sip of tea to refresh himself.

In the reflection of the window, he could vaguely see his tired face.

After a while, the office door was pushed open, and Zhang Xunchen, wearing a military uniform, strode in, "Commander, you were looking for me?"

Tan Hengqiang came back to his senses, turned his head and said to Zhang Xunchen, "You're here, sit down!"

The two sat together on the sofa next to them. Tan Hengqiang thought for a moment and slowly said, "Lao Zhang, I've been thinking about some personnel changes recently."

Zhang Xunchen quickly asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Tan Hengqiang, with his hands folded, said slowly, "You've seen the current situation, the entire military situation in Longcheng is very tense. After something happened to Lao Jiang, it caused some vacancies in our military-level generals. Now is the time to employ people, and I'm considering suitable candidates..."

Hearing this, Zhang Xunchen immediately understood what his old leader meant and said very sensibly, "Then what are you still considering? Just let Mingchao take over!"

Tan Hengqiang glanced at him, but didn't directly agree. Instead, he asked, "Do you think he can do it?"

Zhang Xunchen said without hesitation, "There are only two criteria for Mingchao's promotion: ability and experience. Personally, I think he's qualified in terms of ability. In terms of experience, we old folks can assist and supplement him. With these two points resolved, what can't he do? He's completely capable! He's fully capable!"

Tan Hengqiang then nodded slowly, "Okay, then issue the appointment. Appoint Tan Mingchao as the commander of the First Army, effective immediately. Issue him a letter of appointment in the name of the Garrison Headquarters."

"Okay."

Zhang Xunchen thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "I think we can bring up another batch of young officers to support our Crown Prince!"

Hearing this, Tan Hengqiang smiled and couldn't help reaching out and gently patting Zhang Xunchen's shoulder, "After so many years, you still understand me the most."

Zhang Xunchen paused, thought again and again, and couldn't help saying, "Lao Tan, don't say I understand you. From a friend's perspective, I want to ask you something..."

Tan Hengqiang asked, "Ask what?"

Zhang Xunchen looked at his expression and asked in a low voice, "Lao Tan, is this a show, or are we really going to fight?!"

Tan Hengqiang lowered his head, fell silent, and did not reply.

...

Late at night, the Tan family villa.

It didn't take much time for Tan Mingchao to receive the transfer order from the garrison, informing him that he was to be appointed as the legion commander of the First Army.

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Tan Mingchao drank coffee, looking at the letter of appointment with a complicated expression.

Wawa hadn't slept either, wearing her pajamas, sitting next to Tan Mingchao, her tone somewhat dissatisfied, "What does Uncle Tan mean by this? A war is about to break out, and he's appointing you as the commander of the First Army, pushing his son to the front line?"

Wawa didn't feel happy, but was full of worries about this transfer order.

Tan Mingchao put down the letter of appointment, thought for a moment, and said, "You don't understand. The old man is promoting me not for fighting, but to make a second-hand preparation."

Speaking, Tan Mingchao's face was a little gloomy, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Alas, I always feel that the great war is coming, and the old man is still a little hesitant..."